I got to campus and dropped my bag off in my locker before heading straight to the library to use the computers. Save for the occasional pee break, I managed to sit there drawing for nearly the entire day. During one of my trips to the restroom, someone told me that the library was closing early today for some kind of green initiative. I looked at my watch and planned to leave sometime before 6:50 PM when I realized that I hadn’t even stopped for lunch today.

There was a physics textbook titled 5th Elements on the table. A friend was practicing his IPA in his notebook. I looked over and said that I didn’t know he was a freshman and told him that I was a linguistics major too. He asked me if I had ever deep fried croquettes with the professors. I had to remind him that I went to a different school. He offered to hang out later and I told him I’d be down.

I watched a man hang onto the windshield of a SUV as it circled and swerved around in the grass. Eventually the car got caught up in some vines and the person on top was thrown off into the bushes. He quickly bounced back onto his feet and assured us he wasn’t hurt, just itchy due to landing on some thorny plants. “But the good kind of itchy”, he said as the three of us walked away from the car.

My parents and I entered a large for storey complex which was being used as the venue for a nightlong survival game. The brutalist building of pure concrete had a labyrinth of rooms inside. Traversing the floors felt like walking through a dimly lit parking lot. As our only objective was to survive the night, our best bet was to simply hide in one of the hundreds of rooms and hope that no one found us before the sun came up. When we got to the fourth floor, we were greeted with a sign that there were pokemon here available to catch.

Exams were already finished and tomorrow was going to be the last day of class. Our graduation photo shoot was also scheduled for the following day. I still had a bunch of old schoolwork to throw out but I sat down and started streaming some TF2. I called up my friend to ask where he was - he was still cleaning up his room.

I was buying pot lids in the main hall of a convention. The brand was called LeoLID and they had a limited selection for sale.

My friend handed to me unwrapped physical copies of Diablo II and Starcraft while telling me that they were “low key” his favorite. The Diablo game came in the regular box however Starcraft was packaged in some kind cardboard envelope. Apparently they were shipped in this format when they unexpectedly had to increase distribution back in the day and ran out of the standard packaging.

I walked downstairs to the kitchen when my cousin asked me if I had eaten yet. I said I was fine even though I was feeling a bit lightheaded. I ended up collapsing and passing out on the floor.

I was at an anime convention that was held in multiple buildings connected to each other. I was making my way to the performance venue which had been relocated at the last minute. I found myself at the top floor of an art museum and went down the stairs expecting to find the exit. When we got to the bottom floor, we found that the glass doors were locked using a bike lock from the outside.

I had arrived onto the tropical island by boat and no longer needed a torch because I was able to conjure fire. I headed towards the library in search for a volume of the Watamote manga. More specifically, I was trying to track down the source of one of the panels that I had seen out of context. I asked the librarian if they knew which volume it might’ve been in. I tried to describe as much as I could remember about it: there was a quote about using video games to stave off loneliness.